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Current No matter how subtle the wizard, a knife between the shoulder blades will seriously cramp his style.
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Today is my birthday! I wish you all a truly enchanted day!
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Arguing over petty details at times of dimensional emergency was a familiar wizardly trait.
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It's my birthday! I wish you all an excellent day!
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A wizard never had friends, at least not friends who were wizards. It needed a different word. Ah yes, that was it. Enemies. But a very different class of enemies. Gentlemen.
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Locations: Bldg 3 #303 → Bldg 1, Restaurant Interactions:

It was dark in the depth of the dragons lair, the kind of suspenseful dark that made the hairs on your neck stand on end. A slow rythmical rumble echoed in the cavernous hall as the beast breathed in its deep slumber, followed by wheezing gusts of scorching exhales. Only a single point of faint light could be seen in the opressing darkness: a great eye of glowing ember, unblinking, fixed on the direction of the entrance. It was an ability her kind had developed ages ago, to always sleep with one eye open. The treasure won't guard itself, as it were, and less careful wyrms had lost lots of valuables to sneaky would-be heroes in the past. Ryū was not one of them. She was careful, paranoid almost, and the few adventurers that had tried her had all gone up in flames. Keeping a respectable pile of treasure was a point of honor to her kind, and she guarded hers jealously.

As the dragon suddenly stirred, the hoard rattled and rustled with scattering coins and baubles. Ryū blinked and smacked her maw, stretching her tail and wings as she started to wake. She yawned audibly, the roar causing the walls to shake, and finally got up on her feet. She shook herself to dislodge any treasure still stuck to her belly, and then began towards the revolving doors of her chamber. As the dragon had climber off the great hoard, it muttered a short phrase in arcane draconic, and was immediately engulfed in a thick red cloud of magical energy. When the cloud dissipated, the dragon was no more; in stead, there was a red headed girl with a sleepy look on her face. She entered the secret compination on the door, and stepped out into her apartment through the revolving fireplace.

Having gotten some clothes on, Ryū pondered what to do next. Her belly answered her enthuastically by rumbling, and so she decided to go have a snack in the canteen in the main building. There was a restaurant in her complex too, but they had this special hot sauce in building 1 which she had become addicted to. Plus, they had gotten used to her there by now, and usually had food prepared for her in advance. She was quite the glutton, after all. At least by human standards. Passing the reception, she shot a toothy grin and waved at Theris. 'Sup, gorg'! she barked as she walked on by, See you around!

Finally settling in the restaurant, she exchanged glances with the head chef before sitting down. He nodded in understanding, getting a few cooks together to start preparing her meal. They would need a few people to carry it to her table, after all. Now, eating in her human form had initially posed somewhat of a conundrum for Ryū. As a dragon, she wasn't much schooled in the subtle art of table etiquette. Rather, she preferred to just rip into her prey with teeth and claw after having given it a proper scorching. She had quickly found, however, that her way of eating was a bit frowned upon in civilized circles and, wanting to blend in, had had to compromise in some regard. Ryū had taken to using cutlery, but not in the standard way; she liked to use two forks, symbolizing in her mind the claws she lacked as a human, and would always have her meat barbequed to a crisp. Then, there was the hot sauce. How she had come to love it! Not only did it look good on the food, but it made it taste as if it was burning. Ingenious! All this thinking on food had her belly rumble again, and her mouth watered. She sat staring at the kitchen door with her unblinking predator eyes, just waiting for the moment her roast pig and grilled chickens would finally come out to meet her, knuckles white from grasping her dual forks.
@Expendable@CitrusArms Thanks! It's a long thread, so it gets hard to find info sometimes.
@Dragonydas Are we waiting to fill out all the rooms before starting the game, or is there some other plan? No rush, of course. Just wondering.
If you try to take Velvet as a trophy, she will be the single most annoying trophy you have ever owned.


Aaaw, don't be like that, little bitey-bat! You like video games? You can have video games! Just as long as I can have you! :D
Oh hey cool a brand new video game fund for Velvet opened up! Good luck killing her without stake and silver! Burn her to ash that blows away in the wind? She'll just reform in her crypt at the next sunset!


No need for killing, silly! Ryū would be delighted to add such a unique individual to her hoard :3

Where/how do you make them? I'd love to see AI tackle Alphonse as a mothman..


I use DALL-E. If you give me a description or general idea of what you want, I can try generating some images for you!

Damn, how do you find such good pictures?


I make them with AI :) You could say I'm a bit of a prompt wizard (happy to take requests, by the way!)
You must like red. I'm not sure what gave me that idea but red just seems to be a thing for you.
-nodnod-


I guess you could say it's a bit of a theme as of late! I find that having a clear theme helps me with inspiration when I'm writing :D
@Bacon
Ozza, the bouncer, halted the party as they were about to enter the establishment by raising a meaty palm in their way. He gave them a quick glance from head to toe, as if taking their measure, then rolled his shoulders and stuck his thumbs in his belt. "Greetings, my lords and ladies, and welcome to the Three Tails tavern" he said, "We offer food and drink for the hungry and thirsty, and lodgings for the weary, for a very reasonable price. As guests under our host Zarethas roof, you're expected to behave yourself and stay out of trouble. And no fiddling with the maids and pages. It's the lady hosts say that goes in here, and mine. As long as you can abide by that, and pay what you owe, you're all very welcome to stay. Alright, in you go."

As the armored fellow walked up to him, Ozza raised an eyebrow but otherwise didn't move. Peculiar thing, wearing a full helmet like that in broad daylight and outside of battle, but Ozza wasn't one to judge. Every man has his reasons, after all, and he'd seen plenty stranger still in his days as a bouncer. Besides, his body language seemed timid enough, so there probably wasn't anything to worry about. Probably. "Vaskandar, huh?" he replied, allowing himself a small smile and quiet chuckle, "Picked you right off the harbor, didn't he? He's got an eye for that sort of thing, he does. Aye, the mistress should have work for you lot, if you're the type Vaskandar'd send our way. If you don't mind staying a while, I'll have a page fetch you once the mistress has concluded her present business. Have a drink on the house, why don't you? Tell 'em Ozza said so."

He looked down at his cudgel as Caleb complimented it, tapping the handle with a thick finger. "Aye" he said, "This old bugger has seen me through some rough times, all right. It's only fair I see to it every once in a while in return, right? You a fighting man, sir?"
Ryū doesn't sound like she has a lot of room in her apartment to stretch out.


You're right! Maybe I should add a bit about a secret room hidden behind the fireplace (revolving, of course) that's a cavernous "bedroom" with a big hoard of gold in the center, which serves as her bed :P

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